I m lying crying on my old coat
which I d forgotten locked up in the attic
Inside its pockets were cramps from snacks
and in its lining a place for brandy for the road
So many cold moments warm in my heart
In the cinema and at the streets later on
it taught me the journeys to wander cold blooded
to have a good time despite the bad weather
my old coat
And the cigarette was dying out on the wet soil
we sat under a shelter and got wasted
and a crazy night in an empty waggon
we stayed till morning while outside it was snowing
How have the years gone by what am I wearing now
which satin which silk will dress me up for dance
I give my old coat out to you
be careful my little girl because it is just looks like me
it is just like me
An the cigarette was dying out on the wet soil
we sat under a shelter and got wasted
I give my old coat out to you
be careful my little girl because you are just like me